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Get The Job Done
02:39
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I don't have a manifesto, and I list no demands
But I've got discontent I'll hold onto as long as I can.
Cause if I let myself be empty. I might just slip away
Cause at the end of the day, I still go home alone and
this hate will keep me warm if nobody else comes along.
No ones coming along. No one ever comes along
I used to love, and I used to care about the world but now
I can't be bothered to recycle, eat healthy, or cut my hair.
But I'll go to work, and I'll pay the bills
I'll get the job done, I'll get the job done, I'll keep breathing.
I'll get the job done, I'll get the job done, I'll keep breathing.
And I'll get the job done, but I won't be fucking pleasant
I'm a self fulfilling prophecy of getting angry and being alone.
Because nobody wants you, when you’re a hateful fuck.
They want a warm heart or a tortured soul. But not a hateful bastard.
And at the end of the day, the only thing I've got going for me is I don't want to die.
I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die.
I'll get the job done, I'll get the job done, I'll keep breathing.
I'll get the job done, I'll get the job done, I'll keep breathing.
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2. |
Unlike Me
03:55
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My gums itch, I bare my teeth, and bite my tongue. my heart is empty but my lungs are full.
I want to scream and burn that bridge, how can anyone be so fucking rich.
You stand in the way of everything I hold dear, like a blind baby in a womb made of money.
I want nothing more than to prove you wrong, because you haven't lived.
Have you bled, have you cried, have you loved, have you died,
Have you watched your friends slip away, to drugs and debts and minimum wage.
I hate it all, this cruel joke, you are the set up and we're the punchline.
I want to see it all go up in smoke, but burning it to the ground won't even hurt
Cause unlike me its insured.
my ruined teeth cage my angry tongue, I can't afford the fillings they won't stop me for long
I'm wearing on my last nerve, cause the rest are taken up. with old wounds, and constant hurt or as you'd call em pre-existing conditions. If I kill you I go to jail, if you kill me all we've got to do is wait a while.
I want nothing more than to see you jailed. Drawn and quartered, hung and nailed.
Have you bled, have you cried, have you loved, have you died,
Have you watched your friends slip away, to drugs and debts and minimum wage.
I hate it all, this cruel joke, you are the set up and we're the punchline.
I want to see it all go up in smoke, but burning it to the ground won't even hurt
Cause unlike me its insured.
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3. |
Basement Anthem
02:31
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When I was young, and I was dumb, Everyone told me I'd have to get a job.
I'm still doing my very best to prove those people wrong.
But the fire in my heart won't keep me warm at night when its -13 below.
So I take the check and close my eyes and think back to the better times of
Pick slides and power chords, Shitty bands and two minute songs
The closest friends and the cheapest beer, these are our best years.
They make pills for people who are this angry. And maybe I'd try them
Pop a few just like candy, but that would require insurance, and a doctor.
So until the day that those are free, there is only one cure for me.
A dirty basement, full of pissed off kids who won't judge me for being what I am
Because what I am is angry, and hungry, and lonely and nervous, but not tonight.
Pick slides and power chords, Shitty bands and two minute songs
The closest friends and the cheapest beer, these are our best years.
Every band that I love quit the scene years ago, but the songs just aren't important
We just need some place to go, where the people won't hate us for being unhappy
Turn up the volume and make sure the world knows.
Break all the windows, and get the cops called again those are just the symptoms of our generations cancer these songs are the radiation that we'll pay for later but for tonight this is the place that can make me feel better
Pick slides and power chords, Shitty bands and two minute songs
The closest friends and the cheapest beer, these are our best years.
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I'm the angriest kid you know, no that isn't just a boast
Its the weight I'm forced to carry every single day
I'm not angry for myself or angry about the past
I'm angry about the future this is my manifesto
I just think people should take care of each other, as least as well as they take care of their fucking dogs
so when you see a homeless person don't assume he's a junkie give him the benefit of the doubt that its not his fault that he's here
If you withhold a dollar because you assume he's just gonna drink it away your the worst kind of person in the world
cause he might be diabetic and need an insulin shot or that mouthwash might be to protect whats left of his feet
I'm the angriest kid you know no that isn't just a boast
Its the weight I'm forced to carry every single day
I'm not angry for myself or angry about the past
I'm angry about the future this is my manifesto
I think people have the right to guns, but not the right keep one, strapped to their chest all the time
Because for every criminal stopped and shot in self defense, a half dozen little kids shoot their siblings in the face
and all of you who hunt are fine I'm not gonna ruin your good time except when you shoot a wolf and bury its body in the woods
their not the ones ruining the planet their just hungry and tired. for the record I guess I'm sorry about your dog
I'm the angriest kid you know no that isn't just a boast
Its the weight I'm forced to carry every single day
I'm not angry for myself or angry about the past
I'm angry about the future this is my manifesto
I think people have the right to healthcare everyone deserves a chance to live if you think they don't then I hope you die and I'm not sorry
You can call it communism but i think that every single person in this world has the exact same worth as you or me
Just because you have more money doesn't mean your that much more worthy of proper care and extended life
In fact it makes you worse I pay my taxes and you dodge yours if I had my way I'd lock the door pay until you pay your share then come on in side
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5. |
Broken Open
02:02
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I keep falling down on you, and theirs nothing I can do anymore
Every day ends in a fight, every night I see the light.
We can't do this anymore.
10 years ago I wrote those words, in the wake of my first broken heart
At the hands of another girl. Change the lyrics but keep the chords.
Cause I don't care about that girl anymore.
I never see you anymore, I get the body but your mind is checked at the door.
All the time your texting him, I'm starting to feel like this is a fight I cannot win.
You kiss him everything is fine, but if you kiss me you always end up crying.
Is it wrong to wish him ill? If he was dead maybe then I could keep you.
We both know that's not how it works, if it wasn't him it'd be another skinny jerk.
I don't have much left to lose, we both know I've already lost you.
So I spit a curse or two. And then just go back to my room.
Take up the guitar sing some stupid rhyming words. That 15 year old kid, didn't know hurt.
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This bed makes a pitiful excuse for a time machine.
Its doing its best but a few more hours just wont help me
I was hoping for twenty or thirty years all my problems could disappear
Except for a lengthy string of voice mails
I could laugh as I delete them and id run as far as I could.
I could rule the drooling locals who crouch in the ruins of our world
Well instead i wake up late no time to bathe
i just check my dozen voicemails as I Head out to the car
I could go to the stars, or I could go, down the block.
or I could go to ruined future, if it meant someone listening to me talk.
Cause that’s what I need right now. Someone to just hear me out.
I swear it won't take long. No its ok, I guess lets hear about
Your fight with your girlfriend no I'll be fine
Another time, yeah sure, we can talk another time.
This car makes a pitiful excuse for a time machine
Its doing it's best but 88 miles per hour is just barely out of reach
God damn these stoplights costing me precious seconds that I'll never get back
How can I be so hypocritical suddenly worried about being late.
Well tomorrow work won't matter, once I hit 88 miles per hour
I'm never coming back.
I could go to the stars, or I could go, down the block.
or I could go to ruined future, if it meant someone listening to me talk.
Cause that’s what I need right now. Someone to just hear me out.
I swear it won't take long. No its ok, I guess lets hear about
Your fight with your roommates now no I'll be fine
Another time, yeah sure, we can talk another time.
This gun makes a pitiful excuse for a time machine
Its doing its best, but a one way trip is a daunting limitation
Fuck it, Fortune favors the bold, so here we go to a new world
To the future, filled with people who'll hold my hand.
and listen to me, and tell me everything's ok.
Here we go, see you in about 10 thousand years.
Alright, I'm signing off.
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If life was a fair place all the assholes would be on fire,
their skinny jeans and stupid hair, would go up like a pyre.
But it isn't so they don't, I'm the one who left burning
From the embarrassment of trying, and the anger that comes after
If life was a fair place all the douchebags would just explode
In a giant bloody mess, their red stains on the highway.
Like a truck full of karma accelerated instead of slowed.
I'd happily shovel them to the gutters, if it meant they were gone and they couldn't hurt anyone.
If life was a fair place all the shit heads would asphyxiate
Unable to breath the air, lungs crushed by their own giant heads.
Full of festering egos and lies they've told girls at night.
Stringing them along with no thought of the consequence.
Am I as bad as them, for hating so easily. I'll bet I am but its too late to change anything.
we'll end up in the same line being judged by our actions. And that suits me just fine.
I can throw rocks and curses at their heads just one more time.
On my way to the pits at the end of the universe their still the ones that deserve it.
I hope they go to hell with a bloody nose from one of my stones.
I don't even believe in hell but I believe in metaphor.
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8. |
Tonight
03:28
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Tired eyes and combat boots, your hair is blond now, but brown at the roots.
too much makeup on your face, the uniform is slipping, only willpower holds it in place
Left your parents at 16, your dad wanted you to stay, you haven’t been back since
A thin façade between you and the world. Underneath it all just a scared little girl.
Dance like tonight is your last night on earth.
Dance like tonight is all that your worth.
drink until your sick and go home with a stranger but
Dance like tonight is all that your worth.
Band shirt that you bought at the mall, shaved head punk rock know it all.
Black eye from yesterday’s fight, you judge everyone, but maybe you should give up being right.
Broken home bounced back and forth now you live on your own, but nowhere feels like home.
You claim to hate the entire world, but your tune always changes once things get better
Dance like tonight is your last night on earth.
Dance like tonight is all that your worth.
drink until your sick and go home with a stranger but
Dance like tonight is all that your worth.
Wild eyes and a wider grin, holding onto this place like a life line
Your friends call you smiley, if they only knew the truth.
your hanging by a thread, about to about to end up on the news.
A danger to yourself or others, a bomb with a lit fuse.
you only came to the show to find something to hold on to.
Well you will, just enough to make it but tonight’s all that matters
Dance like tonight is your last night on earth.
Dance like tonight is all that your worth.
drink until your sick and go home with a stranger but
Dance like tonight is all that your worth.
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Met my first girlfriend when we were out camping I was fifteen
I didn't have courage to kiss her so had to kiss me
I had to ask her if we were going out And she said, sure I think we are I didn't see her till the next year she'd gained some weight but I didn't care I went over and tried to say hello and she said hey do I know you
Isn't that just how it goes,
Why do I even get disappointed anymore
Its not like its ever been any different
I hurt you or you hurt me true love is just a fallacy
Fast Forward a couple years to meet girlfriend number two
We dated for about three weeks but I never even kissed her
One night I get this call she said can I hold hands with another boy? And I said sure why not and she said can I take another boy to prom and I said we're breaking up aren't we and that girl said only if you want
Isn't that just how it goes
Why do I even get disappointed anymore
Its not like its ever been any different
I hurt you or you hurt me true love is just a fallacy
Fast forward a couple more, I was feeling much more like an adult enter girlfriend number 3 at the time she was the hottest thing I had ever seen we fooled around a bit I guess but for some reason she was always pissed she told me I didn't support her enough but behind my back she told all my friends that I was a clingy fuck and honestly her dad scared the shit out of me her sister was pretty cool though we used to play the Sims after awhile the bad outweighed the good we broke up and I never went back I heard from a friend the very next week she got drunk and fucked two guys from work at the same time.
Isn't that just how it goes
Why do I even get disappointed anymore
Its not like its ever been any different
I hurt you or you hurt me love is just a fallacy
We're almost to the end, girlfriend number 4 by far the best I'd ever had we did great for a year and some but the laughter went silent and she stopped coming home the jury's still out on where were headed we could end up best friends or end up just not talking either way we had a great run we still couldn't escape the fate she looked for love in another place
Isn't that just how it goes
Why do I even get disappointed anymore
Its not like its ever been any different
I hurt you or you hurt me true love is just a fallacy
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10. |
Fleas (NOFX Cover)
01:32
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My father used to say
You sleep with dogs, the next day
You'll wake in the night scratching
Those inevitable fleas
At ten years old
You listen to what you're told
But I never have the itch
I never would
Mother had forbidden me
To waste away my life
I want you to have all the things
I could never buy you
Don't stop what I'd begun
You're my one my only son
Follow what I say not what I've done
Follow what I say not what I've done
Shower, scrub, and shave
Cleanly boys don't misbehave
Follow what I say, not what I've done
Follow what I say, not what I've done
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Johnny Dissent Wisconsin
Johnny Dissent wrote one good song six years ago and hasn't shut up about it since.
Dissent [Dih-sent] - to differ in sentiment or opinion, especially from the majority; withhold assent; disagree.
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